"There! I knew something terrible would happen from your awful work on that harmonica," declared Emma Dean. "I'm not at all surprised, Wash."
Grace shook her head at Emma.
"You imagined all of that, Wash," she said. "What did you think you heard him say?"
"Him say—right outer de air, 'Wash! Remembah, dis am de sebbenth yeah.' Den Ah tuk a frenzy spell."
"What do you mean by the seventh year?" questioned Miss Briggs.
"Ah doan know. It's de hoodoo, Miss. Somet'n sure gwine happen to dis niggah."
"Nonsense!" retorted Nora sharply.
"If you don't brace up and behave yourself, something surely will happen to you," warned Lieutenant Wingate.
"I believe the boy really did hear something," declared Grace as she gazed at the trembling lad before her. "Tom, please look there where he was sitting, will you?"
Tom Gray rose and started to obey her request. At this juncture the bushes parted, and a man, faintly outlined in the light from the campfire, stepped into view.